if i were a flower,
would you
feed on my
nectar?
even i'm the
prettiest yet
with a
slight curve
on my
petal
if i were a mystery,
would you
solve my
puzzles?
or let me run
free in street
graffitis on wooden
chisels?
if i were a fairytale,
would you
live in
my dark
past?
cause it's not
the crown
that'll last but
the dirt
i once
grasped
if i were a galaxy,
would you
draw my stars
near?
it will be a
pleasure if
somebody
take away their
fear
if i were the idea of love,
my love,
would you
still
love
me?